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"Bring the light, Nab. They had not proceeded far when a low moan was heard. A hansom stopped a little way off. I—well, I lost my temper. I don’t think you and Mike are right for each other. “Or I wouldn’t have said anything about it. Give me the books. You on the other hand have to come to London, a worker, with the responsibility of life upon your own shoulders—and in addition all the burden of her follies. The woollen-draper looked at his watch. But of what use to wear it when there was no one of importance to see and admire? ‘For shame, Melusine,’ protested Lucy, as the butler bowed himself out of the room.
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